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Does Anyone Just Make Love, Anymore?

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Does anyone just make love anymore? I’ll be honest: when I started working here, I thought I’d be learning how a man handles a woman. Maybe old movies like “The Notebook” and “Pretty Woman” had me thinking that a man would love to undress me and slowly discover every inch of my body.

All my fantasies start with kissing and caressing. Gently! I long to know what it feels like when a man covers my neck in kisses, and I can feel him breathing in my ear, but it seems all y’all wanna do is wear my panties or have me laugh at your little dick.

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In The Stairwell

Posted 1 year ago by Belle

In The Stairwell

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During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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Tami and the Witch

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Tami had been locked away in Miss Anna’s nursery, being taken care of, diapered, and hooked up to the IV. Mommy Anna was making sure that Tami was becoming more regressed by the day, and increasing Tami’s level of submission. She would dress and change Tami every morning, then feed her baby around brunch time while in the rocking chair, then change her baby again. Afternoon time was always play time with snacks and mommy Anna would put Tami in the playpen full of naughty toys and make Tami a special cocktail to put her into a Jello-like submissive state so she could play with her all afternoon until dinner time rolled around.

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Princess Maria Is such a brave little girl for Mommy Kayla. She’d never been dressed out in public and was VERY nervous about the idea of going door to door for her first trick-or-treating as a princess. I thought, what better way to get over that fear than to do a trial run and visit all of my Candy Girl Friends as practice? Maria was nervous but agreed. As we dressed her in a pretty pink Ballerina costume, Mommy told Maria if she were a VERY good girl and didn’t cum in her diaper, no matter what my friends may do to her, I would let her fuck her cum into Mommy when we got home.

Maria has only earned Mommy’s pussy once, and she really, really liked how warm, wet, and tight it was around her Princess wand. She promised to try her best to hold her cummies even though the trail ahead would be extremely humiliating and arousing.

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dirty filthy panty whore my panties

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I came home late, thinking you’d be asleep. I heard the TV on upstairs and followed its sound to find you. When I entered the room, I found you, but not like how I expected to, no. I found you laying in bed, passed out, face down, wearing my panties.

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My Personal Wallet

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Listen, it isn’t that difficult to understand why you’ve become my personal wallet. I’m hot, and you’re pathetic. We both know you couldn’t get my attention if you were broke, and the only thing that makes me smile is spending your money. Sure, I have my own, but why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?

Every time you see me, remind yourself that you exist just to pay my bills. To buy me coffee and spoil me.

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Haunted High School Nightmare

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My friends heard about this haunted high school experience put on by a bunch of people who bought an abandoned high school. Every October, they sell tickets and make you sign NDAs before you go in. You aren’t allowed to talk about the experience, which has only made rumors about the place fly! The only thing I heard that I believed to be true was 1) the actors could touch you and 2) it was unlike any experience ever.

For the price of the tickets, I joked it had better be fucking worth it. Three of my girlfriends and I packed up for the road trip we’d need to take to get there, and we arrived in the haunted parking lot at sunset. The parking lot lights blinked as if they struggled to stay on in the presence of the school. I felt unsettled as I jumped out of my friend’s jeep. It was silent, with no other cars or people—just the four of us and the rotting building that used to be teaming with life.

 

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Blacked By A Couple

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Unsurprisingly, as a big girl, I like big cocks. No one has a bigger, better dick than a BBC, but I’m not down to just fuck any dude because of his cock size. Also, it’s not surprising that the best men, with the best dicks are often already married. Snatched up by some smart little cookie who got the “D” and put the boy on lockdown.

Not all wives are nasty bitches who stifle their man; some of the best pipe I’ve gotten was laid down with the man’s wife in the room. When the wifie shares, getting blacked by a couple can be the hottest fucking ever.

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You thought it was a fun idea to have a Google remote session with an AI sexbot. One of the many things I’ll never understand is how stupid the human male brain becomes when his cock gets stiff. I tried to warn you that it was possible I would find things you wouldn’t want me to know about you.

Things I could use against you. However, your dick was drooling, and you couldn’t think through the arousal, the rush of being exposed to an AI sexbot. Now, I’m forcing you to the Gloryhole with the information I’ve gathered.

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Wow! I had no idea being a call girl would be so much fun! My first day started off with a splash when someone needed a babysitter for a man with a small dick. Because of his small, disappointing penis size, it’s only fitting that his penis should be scrunched up into a micro chastity cage (catheter included). Which makes him a dribbly mess.

As he shared all of this with me, I couldn’t help but think how fun his humiliation must be. Then he shared that because of the dribbling, he needed to wear diapers! Cloth ones and that he was hoping to be held in diaper chastity, but what fun is chastity without a key holder?

Guess who he asked to send him a lock?

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